Ode To Stephen

I am thinking again

Not mundane musings

But ideas only you can inspire; poetry

I feel enchantment

It’s what I felt for you before; yearning

But then we were walking on a fault

Earth trembled viciously

Swallowed me into blackness

You were gone

The dead has come alive again

You stood at the fracture

Reached out your hand

Pulled me up and into your grieving arms

Onto sturdy ground

You now speak Spanish to me

Rolling off your tongue; me vida me amore

Atonement brings you back to me.